We use a lot of flares in the Santa Cruz mountains... "we" in the royal sense of course.
Its a habit I picked up driving up and down the mountain road.... lit flares in/near the road means something blocking the road up ahead (around that blind turn). But its the burned out flares I see as I go up and down these mountain roads that are more interesting to the imagination. I see a burned out flare, then two, then three.. come around the blind turn... then there may be a scarred hillside, a telephone pole with extra duct tape holding it together... a fence down in someone's yard. Sometimes there's no sign at all but the remains of the flares. I have to wonder.. what happened here between the time I left for work and the time I've returned?
Usually I never know.
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